Well, as a parable on just how misbegotten and crazy the drug war was.
好吧,作为一个关于毒品战争是多么错误和疯狂的寓言。
Poor, helpless, hungry sheep, in great part misbegotten, without good right to be, semi-manufactured, made less by God than man, born out of time and place, yet their voices are strangely human and call out one's pity.
怜的、无助的、饥饿的羊,大部分是私生子,没有良好的生存权,半人造的,不是上帝创造的,而是人类创造的,出生于时和地点,但他们的声却奇怪地像人一样,发出人们的怜悯。